Taking a deep breath I make my way to Manburg, it's now or never.
It's been about a week since Quackity asked me to come home so I can only hope the offers still
up.
It's pretty dark, not enough for monsters to come out but just enough that I should be hidden.
A quick look where Quackity had been staying shows he's probably moved into the Whitehouse.
Yay.
Walking through what I hoped to be an empty piece of land I'm stopped by a certain fox hybrid,
"What're you doing in Manburg Tommy?"
From the look on his face either Quackity was lying to me about my exile being revoked or news
somehow hasn't traveled.
"What are YOU doing here?"
Sighing Fundy sets a hand on my shoulder, "Come on, your lucky Shlatt told us to just bring you
to him unharmed. Though if you DO try to attack I can attack back"
Blinking I wonder if Shlatt put that rule in just for me.
I know it's self centered and probably not but like...good timing.